別れの朝
空に伸びゆく
朝顔に
I say, "good-bye", in the morning
To the morning glories are growing
Toward the sky
空に伸びゆく
朝顔に
I say, "good-bye", in the morning
To the morning glories are growing
Toward the sky
このワラビだかゼンマイ風に巻いてル前足がラブリ～！
His forepaws are rolling like bracken,
that's lovely, isn't that?
His forepaws are rolling like bracken,
that's lovely, isn't that?